Jianghu chaos

Unknowingly, two hours passed, and Ye Fushu's mouth was so dry that he finally finished the volume of "Long Lovesickness". After taking a big sip of the tea handed over by the maid, he looked up and saw the sky. I realized that I had been in the inner courtyard for so long.

Mrs. Shangguan held the half-volume manuscript thoughtfully: "The leader of the martial arts sect, the leader of the demon sect, what happens after his identity is exposed? What happens after being discovered by the people of the Jianghu? Is the leader of the demon sect abandoning evil and pursuing good, or is the leader of the martial arts leader willing to degenerate?"

Ye Fushu said embarrassedly: "This... Actually, I haven't thought about it yet."

Mrs. Shangguan lowered her eyes and flipped through the manuscript unconsciously: "Miss, do you have any references in this world when you write this story?"

Ye Fushu giggled guiltyly, and suddenly felt uneasy, and became more cautious when speaking: "No, no, Madam knows, this is just my game, without any reference."

Mrs. Shangguan didn't seem to listen, and murmured: "The so-called Demon Cult, isn't it just Sunset City... How can Sunset City abandon evil and do good? Even if they are willing, the major sects will not let it go..."

Ye Fushu didn't dare to speak anymore.

"The lord... is the leader of the righteous way of martial arts, how can the lord disregard the righteousness of the martial arts because of his own selfishness? If he is willing to degenerate, where will he leave his family and friends behind..." Mrs. Shangguan smiled wryly, and asked her, " In this story, besides dying together, is there a second way?"

Ye Fushu lowered his head.Why didn't she think about these things? At first, she just wanted to have fun, but as she wrote, she thought of things she had never thought of before, so the more she wrote, the more frightened she became.It's just that a story is a story after all, and even she couldn't bear the tragic ending, so she stopped writing when the two were about to reveal their identities, and she didn't write it down for a long time.

Mrs. Shangguan let out a long sigh, straightened up slowly, and handed the manuscript back to her. The emotion at that moment has been erased from her face, and she still has the indifferent and indifferent look she saw for the first time: "Thank you, miss, for telling me a good story. Miss You shouldn't stay here for too long, let's go out as soon as possible."

Ye Fushu was terrified, holding the manuscript and bowed to her: "Fushu is taking the liberty, I will leave now."

Mrs. Shangguan nodded, and gave a little signal: "Go that way, and you will naturally meet other people to take you out."

Ye Fushu lowered his body and waited on the spot for a while, until Mrs. Shangguan walked out of sight, heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the path she pointed out just now.In the huge inner courtyard, there are surprisingly few people. She and Mrs. Shangguan stayed here for two whole hours and saw a maid who came to deliver snacks and tea, and the rest of the guards disappeared, which is really strange—— Xu It's Mrs. Shangguan who likes peace as much as Mei Daxia.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally at the end of the path I saw a gardener who was tending peonies.The gardener is old, and he must have seen many important people in Baichuan Villa. Ye Fushu didn't even lift his eyelids, and waited for her to call out many times before he lazily raised his head and glanced at her: "What are you talking about, girl? Although the old man is very old, he is still deaf."

Ye Fushu blushed and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry old man, I'm a guest of Baichuan Villa. I'm here to watch the martial arts conference. It's impolite to accidentally break into the inner courtyard. Please tell me how to get out, old man."

The gardener snorted, "You know how to pick a place. Apart from Shangguan, no one else has been here for many years."

Ye Fushu was startled inwardly, his mind turned quickly again, and the story that he had read and heard before went through his mind like a revolving lantern.The Chaowenhui is backed by the imperial court, and she has naturally heard a lot about the secrets of the palace. The inner courtyard with few people has been deserted for many years. It sounds a bit like...like...

The gardener saw what was going on in her heart at a glance, and said impatiently: "What are you thinking about, little girl?! Their mother and son have a weak relationship. The mother does not see the son, and the son does not see the mother. What is so strange!"

Isn't that strange enough?Ye Fushu's eyes widened, no matter what he thought, he couldn't accept it: "Why... how come... Shangguan Zhuangzhu is the most courteous, so kind, and treats everyone so well, how could he be the kind you said... A person with indifferent feelings?" As she spoke, her voice trailed off again, and as soon as the word "indifferent" came out, she couldn't help but think of Mrs. Shangguan's face, that expression of ice and frost, indeed... …

The gardener glanced at her expression: "Have you seen Madam?"

Ye Fushu closed his mouth and nodded silently.

The gardener straightened up, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

Ye Fushu keenly noticed the flash of resentment in his eyes, and was even more surprised. He couldn't help holding his breath and waiting for him to speak.

Sure enough, the gardener took a deep breath, and said with a sneer, "Shangguan Yun has a bit of humanity, all thanks to Shangguan Jue! If you want to follow that mother, you might die a long time ago!"

It was the first time that he heard the name of Shangguan Jue from the population of Baichuan Villa, and Ye Fushu didn't realize it for a while: "Shangguan... old owner?"

"Our son... is really a good man..." the gardener said in a low voice, and wiped his eyes with his hand, "Back then... how prosperous the Baichuan Villa was, and the martial arts were full of praise. You can't go wrong at all, such a good person... He was only 25 years old at the time, so..."

Today's Shangguan Yun is just 26 years old. It turned out that when Shangguan Jue passed away, he was one year younger than him...

The gardener's voice was choked with sobs, and the words stuck in his throat, which sounded intermittent and vague: "That woman... doesn't care about anything, even the newborn son, who was brought up by our son, a big man. Obviously, she At that time, I was poisoned, and my health was no longer good... and I couldn't sleep all night long to take care of the little boy... Later, the son was gone, and the woman didn't care about anything... The little boy was only four years old, so he just ate How much hardship she has endured for so many years after going to Baijiafan, has she, the mother, ever asked? She stays in this courtyard all day long, heh... such a mother and child, have you ever seen such a mother and child in the world?"

Ye Fushu couldn't speak, and his heart was sour.The gentle, courteous and calm Shangguan Yun, the owner of Shangguan's estate, never expected to be such a background.

However, how could Mrs. Shangguan, who can reach out to help a stranger, be an indifferent person who doesn't even look at her seriously ill husband or newborn son?

She really couldn't figure it out.

The gardener was still chattering, recounting the old stories of Shangguanjue over and over again, talking about how he excelled, how he stood out among many rookies in the martial arts world, how he made the favored eyes of all the sects have high hopes, and how he became famous in the martial arts world. The chivalrous name Yu Gu stepped forward when the world was in trouble, and he was obliged to bear the responsibility of exterminating the demon sect... In just a few words, he pieced together the old Baichuan Villa, and slowly pieced together the former Baichuan Villa, which was even better than Shangguan Yun back then. Shangguan Jue.

Ye Fushu walked and listened all the way, the gardener seemed to have not talked to anyone for a long time, he just talked all the way, and even sent her outside the guest courtyard, still not satisfied.Ye Fushu wanted to listen again, but the gardener stopped talking and looked straight ahead, as if he was absent-minded for a moment.

A few steps away, Wei Yang was waiting there, and when he saw the two of them, he held his sword and saluted: "Miss Ye, there is Lao Feng Bo."

The gardener was silent, turned his head and walked away, refusing to say a word.

Seeing the strangeness, Wei Yang stepped forward and respectfully said, "It's because we didn't take good care of you and caused Miss Ye to get lost. Please forgive me."

Ye Fushu hurriedly waved his hands: "Miss Wei, you are too polite, I accidentally broke into the madam's inner courtyard, I should be the one to make amends."

Wei Yang looked back at the direction of the inner courtyard, sighed almost inaudibly, and then led Ye Fushu away: "Madam likes to be quiet, so there are not many people in the inner courtyard, so please don't be offended."

Ye Fushu shook his head. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and she is not good at judging others, so she can only change the topic: "Isn't Miss Wei helping the meeting? Why are you waiting for me here?"

"To tell you the truth, the girl next to Madam notified me two hours ago, but it is rare for Madam to have someone to chat with, and we didn't want to spoil her interest, so we waited for the girl here." Wei Yang led her to the room Go, and carefully shielded her from the overhanging branches and leaves, "Madam usually doesn't pay much attention to us, today's hard work girl."

"No hard work, no hard work, if it wasn't for Mrs. Shangguan, I would have fallen into the pool." Ye Fushu hurriedly asked her, "I don't know how the martial arts conference is going?"

Looking at the sky, it's Shen time, and the meeting ends at You time. Counting it, there should be a few more games.

Wei Yang replied: "I just heard from someone that the owner of my family, Daoist Lin Wanfeng, Mr. Ruan Xi, Mr. Mu Jiuqiu and Mr. Hua Luan have won. Now there is one last match between Mr. Yue Lingxiang and Mr. Hua Luan." Young Master Qu Fu will decide the outcome."

Ye Fushu said naturally: "Then it must be Yue Lingxiang who won."

Wei Yang smiled, but didn't answer: "Miss Ye, Miss Cao left a message and needs to rest, why don't I take you back to your room."

Ye Fushu stopped walking, and suddenly bent down to salute her, with an unexpectedly serious expression: "Miss Wei, I have something to ask."

The tournament was in full swing, and at this time, in another courtyard in the villa, Ruan Xi was painstakingly practicing techniques with leaves and stones, and he had practiced all afternoon.

According to what Meiqian Xie Chaohan said, a stupid bird can make up for its weakness by flying first and working hard. Tomorrow it will face a tough battle, so where is the mind to watch some martial arts competitions, it is serious to practice hard before the battle.

Even Shangguan Yun agreed, and after teaching him the three-style acupuncture method he created, he patted him on the shoulder to encourage him and then left without pleading for him at all.

"The strength is wrong."

A new leaf hit him, hitting his wrist, causing his hand to tremble, and he lost his way again.Ruan Xi hurriedly picked up the stone again, concentrating on trying to figure out the strength.

"Hands are unsteady."

Another peony petal flew over and cut off half a strand of his hair.Ruan Xi touched the back of her head subconsciously, her long hair was tied up high, but she was in danger of being bald at any time.

The so-called stupid bird flies first, which accounts for the word "first", and he is clearly a latecomer. Can this kind of "diligence" of hindsight really make up for it?

Ruan Xi sighed in his heart, wanted to say but dared not.

"Even if you are bound to lose, at least you have tried your best to win without regrets, which is a good thing." Mei Qian lazily popped out a flower bud, which hit him right on the forehead. Lingxu Sect, you must learn these things carefully, so as not to be ashamed to go out."

Xie Chaohan picked up a large pot of peony and looked at it carefully, seemingly casually said: "Mei Jiu, did you have to be taught like this by your master when you were young when you were learning martial arts?"

Ruan Xizhi froze his ears, then quickly lowered them down with interest.

Mei Qian glanced at him and picked a petal.

Xie Chaohan immediately changed his words: "You are talented, intelligent, and have exquisite bones. Naturally, you can learn everything from one example to another. There is no need for a lesson."

Even Ruan Xi laughed softly.

Mei Qian didn't smile, but when she turned her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a hesitant figure hovering not far away, the peony petal between her fingers floated leisurely, and half opened the courtyard door: "Miss Ye?"