beg for chivalry

The cedar was rippling, and a few shadows like light ink fell.Wang Xiaoyuan let the shoulder-length pool water rippling around him, submerging silently in the cold water.

The lingering feeling in the dream just now seems to still linger all over the body, although it is mostly caused by the fragrance of help, but in the spring dream, Wang Xiaoyuan was really puzzled when he blushed with his young master to steal the forbidden fruit .

Jinwu had always disliked him, and he also hated that bluffing ghost very much, and he didn't even want to beat him face to face on weekdays.But somehow, the touch in the dream was clearly detectable, embracing and caressing, lips and tongue overlapping, recalling it was extremely intimate.

Wang Xiaoyuan thought blankly: "Strange, why do I hate him?"

Everything has a beginning and end, but his dislike for Jinwu seems to have started a long time ago.He tried his best to turn his head, and finally came up with some clues from the old things.

That seemed to be two years ago.At that time, he hadn't had a serious fight with Jinwu, and Jinwu would always look at the sky in a daze in the yard, and when he saw him passing by the corridor, he would look away like a dragonfly skimming the water, and just sit there like a dull gourd. all day.

Two years ago, Wang Xiaoyuan felt a little sad when he saw it, so he went to the store to steal a few pieces of mustard pancakes, wrapped them in tung oil paper and stuffed them in the crack of his bedroom door.

As the saying goes, eating is a blessing.Wang Xiaoyuan is used to suffering from hunger and cold, and only feels that food is the most precious thing in the world.But when Jinwu saw him, he couldn't help but beat him up first, and then took him to the shop to kowtow on his head for a whole day.He didn't have a long memory, and he did things like pulling out sunflowers and eating jujubes over and over again, and Jin Wu also dutifully beat him up every time.

"Is it because of that? I hate him because he always hits me?" Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyuan shook his head, still confused.

As the light and shadow flew by, a hazy scene appeared in front of my eyes like a fog.

Two years ago, he happily brought a colored glaze flower to Jinwu.It happened to be his young master's birthday party at that time, and he knew that Jinwu didn't like the things he brought along, so he worked hard to lay bricks and tiles on the edge of the city for several months, and finally used his wages to pick things from the stalls and buy them. A congratulatory gift.

He carefully handed it to Jinwu, and waited for his young master's praise.This thing is precious to him, it is not too much to wrap it in several layers of plain silk, and carefully carry it in his bosom along the way, for fear of breaking it.

But that night, Jinwu just picked it up and glanced at it, and then threw his hard work of those months into the pond far away like a shoe.

"roll."

Qingbi's eyes glowed like falling frost, Jinwu said to him coldly.

The door slammed heavily in front of him, and he only saw the back of the Golden Crow resolutely leaving, submerged in the dim moonlight.

That night, Wang Xiaoyuan fished in the pond alone for half the night, and the darkness of the night shrouded his body.His eyesight was not very good, and the candle he had gone to beg for went out after a while, so he had to turn over and over in the mud of the pond.

After searching for a long time, Liuli Hua'er was still missing.Wang Xiaoyuan fell asleep curled up tiredly by the side of the mountain stone, his heart as cold as the pool water.

From that day on, he suddenly felt that it was difficult to get along with this master.

From then on, Jinwu often deliberately made things difficult for him, which in Wang Xiaoyuan's view were all unreasonable things, and often found fault with his work, beat and scolded him when he had the opportunity, and threw him into the woodshed for a few days.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyuan was angry and funny.The angry one was that in the past he was often beaten and scolded for no reason, and the funny one was because the person he had turned upside down with in that spring night dream was actually the Golden Crow.Maybe love and hate have been difficult to distinguish since ancient times. Since love turns into hate, maybe I turned from hate to love once.

While he was in a daze, a voice came from the stone railing of the arch bridge, melodious and melodious, like singing a song.

"...You're laughing at others, but you're not a fan of the authorities'..."

Wang Xiaoyuan followed the prestige, but saw a man in a bright green narrow-sleeved shirt sitting by the railing.The man had no beard or hair, and wore a brain strap on his bald gourd. He looked weird, but his features were clear and delicate.The man was smiling at him kindly, and said leisurely.

"...'Come together and make arrangements, the banquet must be over[1]'."

Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't help being surprised that such a person suddenly appeared in the empty garden just now.Although it sounded like this person was occasionally citing when he was visiting the garden, borrowing the words of his ancestors to express his feelings, but he felt that the person seemed to be stabbing himself secretly.

Wet, Wang Xiaoyuan leaned out of the water, twisted the water in his robe, and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

The man laughed and said, "'Your Excellency'! Such a good title. You really forget to live in the sea when you fly, and you forget to return to the nest when the birds fly."

He took off his brain, and politely raised his hand and said: "I am here to teach civil servants with my teacher, my name is Qian Xian'er."

Strange to say, Wang Xiaoyuan looked at him like a stranger, and this person named Qian Xian'er looked at him like an old friend.

Qian Xian'er curled her lips and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoyuan, I used to look at you as a fool, but now I come here to buy laughs and have fun. Are the girls sweet enough? They are the most delicate in Jiulong The beautiful flowers, even the most beautiful hibiscus, can't compare to their smiles, which can make you want to die in bed."

Obviously she didn't tell her name, but Qian Xian'er seemed to know him well, with a teasing smile in her eyes.

Wang Xiaoyuan scratched his head, wondering: "How did you know my name?"

After hearing this, Qian Xian'er frowned: "How could I not know? Aren't we both..."

Halfway through the conversation, Qian Xian'er's face suddenly turned pale, she shrank her head behind the stone pillar, and disappeared like a light smoke.Wang Xiaoyuan was at a loss, when he suddenly heard shouts from a distance from the pavilion.

It turned out that it was Hongshuang who hurried out of the secluded room, leaning on the railing to look downstairs in a panic, her eyes twitched and then fell on him, and then she smiled as delicately as a flower and said, "My lord, are you alright?"

Being called by this, Wang Xiaoyuan woke up like a dream, got up from the pool, and went back to the room like a dog in water.After he changed the soaked plain white single clothes, Hongshuang folded them, took them to the fire rack to warm them, and handed him the pajamas to change into.

With the window open, most of the fragrance of love has dissipated, only a few traces of sweetness still linger in the room.Hongshuang brought Zhang Xiaoji over, sat down in front of him, and slowly made some hot tea for him.

"You rushed out earlier, you scared my old lady to death, you rushed like a piggy, and you couldn't turn back like a stubborn bull." Hongshuang said.Seeing that Wang Xiaoyuan was still blushing, he smiled and stopped teasing him. "Other times, if you don't like to act, just sit here and drink tea with me."

Wang Xiaoyuan nodded obediently, and sat down on the wooden bench obediently.

He didn't speak, but Hongshuang had a lot to say.The girl in the garden had a lot of people sleeping beside her, and she could hear a little bit of wind from all over the world, so she started chatting nonsense right away.From boudoir secrets to rivers and lakes anecdotes, Wang Xiaoyuan was fascinated and intoxicated.

"Have you heard of the name of our garden owner? The Nanpai is the head of the family, and the owner of the Zuichun Garden is lighting a red candle." Hongshuang rested her chin on her hand and poured tea into the cup. "She has a bad reputation outside and often suffers from others. Poking the spine and scolding whores|Women, prostitutes, but she is a good person. There was a famine when I escaped from Fengyuan, and I could only dig some scorpions along the way. When I was uncomfortable, I wanted to swallow small stones to hold my stomach Belly, as thin as a firewood stick."

"Madam Red Candle took us private nests and left us to live like young ladies in the garden. I can't do any clean jobs, but I'm happy now."

In the light of the fire, that beautiful face was gradually stained with a smile.Looking at Hongshuang's side face, Wang Xiaoyuan couldn't help being a little dazed.

"...I heard from the wooden girl in the garden earlier," Hongshuang added some crushed tea powder into the pot, poured the old water into the tea dock, and said casually, "Tianshan Gate...here, it is the one where Yubai Swordsman is. The sect is the closest thing to chaos."

The teacup in his hand shook, and Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly raised his head.

"Tianshan Gate...what's wrong?" His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his voice was trembling.

Recalling the parting with Yu Jiachen back then, it has been some time now.He knew that Yu Jiachen was the head of the sect now, and Yu Xie was temporarily in charge of the sect's internal affairs, but he didn't know anything else.

Hongshuang sighed and said: "You also know that many of the disciples in the Tianshan Gate are young masters who love to run to the fireworks before entering the gate. We know better than them what will happen to them. Father and mother are still fast."

She looked around for a while, then leaned over and said to Wang Xiaoyuan in a low voice, "It is rumored that the Martial League Conference will be held soon, this group of thieves are ready to move, and they will kill every Tianshan disciple when they see it."

His heart pounded against his chest like a drum.Wang Xiaoyuan subconsciously said: "Is it Houtianlou?"

Hongshuang wondered: "I don't know. But all the bad things in the world will be shared by Houtianlou, maybe eight|nine can't be separated from ten."

It's not impossible.Wang Xiaoyuan broke out in a cold sweat. He thought of the black-clothed Rakshasa who patrolled the Qianjiazhuang before. It seemed that this group of nocturnal ghosts had gradually appeared in the daylight.The last time he was able to slaughter the people of Yizhuang openly and aboveboard, I don't know what kind of vicious methods he will use in the future.

He suddenly remembered his purpose of coming to Zuichun Garden to find out, and hurriedly asked: "By the way, sister, have you seen a young master who hangs around in the garden all day?"

Hongshuang smiled and said: "Our place is full of people, and there is no shortage of regular customers. It is difficult to order one by one."

Wang Xiaoyuan said: "He...has opposite blue eyes, his canthus is upturned, a bit like a barbarian." He gesticulated to describe his young master's appearance, Hongshuang still shook his head.

"It is said that they are benefactors from the Western Regions, and there are many people in the garden. But just ask the madam and Sier, maybe you can find the person you want." Hongshuang shook her head.

This is really a dilemma for Wang Xiaoyuan.He thought that the only place he knew where the Golden Crow often came was Zuichun Garden. If the Golden Crow wasn't there, he might learn a thing or two by asking the girls in the garden, but he didn't expect to find anything in the end.

Seeing his troubled expression, Hongshuang sighed and said: "Well, you can write down his name and appearance, and my sister will ask for you." She turned around and took a pen and paper from the desk.

Wang Xiaoyuan was overjoyed, and immediately said: "Thank you, sister. His name is Jinwu, he is from Jiading..."

Suddenly, the pupils of the girl's eyes shrank.

The previous gentle expression suddenly disappeared, and there seemed to be a shadow covering the eyes, but there was a light like a blade flashing in the black pupils.

She smiled and asked, "Jinwu. How do you write these two characters?" As she asked, her jade-like fingers picked up a porcelain cup.

There seemed to be a smog brewing in the room to block the wind, but Wang Xiaoyuan didn't notice it, and said excitedly: "The golden crow of 'Golden Crow Night Shines on Guanghan Palace', the gold of gold and jade, and the crow of black magpies."

Before the words fell, the porcelain cup was suddenly thrown to the ground by Hongshuang!

Among the crisp crackling sounds, the sound of silk cracking suddenly burst out everywhere.There are many black shadows reflected by the window paper, gathering on the water corridor like ink clouds.The wall panel was torn like a roll of paper, and dense layers of sword blades protruded from the dark place, like dots of cold stars.

There are women's swords in deep clothes rushing out from the zenith, the partition, and the porch, and they pounce on their faces with pain like knives.This is the "Wall Peering Girl" of the Southern School, and if any visitor wants to kill the girl in the garden, they will gather here.It was the first time for Wang Xiaoyuan to see such a battle, a pair of catkins wielded heavy knives and axes, and they smashed towards him with a fierce wind like the roar of a tiger!

He rolled back in panic, reached out to touch the knife at his waist, but found nothing.

Wang Xiaoyuan looked up and saw the girl in the red shirt smiling at him in the crowd holding the jade white saber.It seems that she untied the knife from his belt while he was falling asleep because of his love.

"Girl, what's going on?" Wang Xiaoyuan shouted hastily.

Suddenly, the warmth of spring in a room turned into a killing field, and the light of axes and knives was everywhere in sight.

"My lord, I'm sorry, it seems that I can't help you. I don't know why, but there is an order in the garden that anyone who mentions the name 'Golden Crow'—"

Hongshuang looked at him with a smile, although she had a smile on her face, her eyes were as cold as iron, frighteningly cold.

The blade of the sword flew towards it, and it shone with a bleak light in the room, like a flying Su Lian, but with a deadly cold light.

"...Kill Unforgiven!"

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[1] "Love Embroidered Quilt · Untitled"