The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

"You can only know the truth if you ask Huadao." Su Muhua closed the letter paper, and he hesitated whether to bring the letter paper with Huadao. Bring people out of here.After thinking about it, he put it back under the piano.

He laughed again, "Master Hua seems to be very attached to this Shurangama Sutra."

Lu Jiu listened coldly to his mention of painting knives, and only smiled, "If he hadn't brought us together, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't have understood so quickly."

Without looking back, he stood in front of the wall engraved with the Shurangama Sutra with his hands behind his back, looking at the scriptures on the wall.The golden light of the scriptures in front of him intertwined with the white light of the luminous pearl on the wall, forming a mysterious and illusory scene.

Knowing that he is a new learner of this martial arts, Su Muhua doesn't bother him.

He was sitting in front of the case, brushing the strings of Lu Qi with his hand, making a clang sound.

Hearing the sound of the piano, Lu Jiuhan turned to him, but remained silent.

The black figure blends with the light and shadow, and the familiar face is distinct, like the king of the dark night.Eyes meet him, perhaps the strings are stretched too tight because no one has played them for a long time.Instantly accompanied by the sound of string cracking, a drop of blood dripped from Su Muhua's fingertips into the piano, like tears.

The sound of the strings was especially noticeable in the quiet room.

Countless flashes of light and shadows passed before Su Muhua's eyes, so realistic, the chill from the sword seemed to fill his face, tightly choking his breath.

It seems that he just lost his mind for a moment.

Lu Jiuhan was already holding his hand, and asked with concern, "Xiao Su, what's wrong with you, your face is so pale?"

The pulse of the young man in his hand was so weak that it seemed that it would stop at any moment, and he didn't dare to send in true energy easily.

Su Muhua's hand trembled in his, as if he wanted to break free, but Lu Jiuhan grabbed it firmly.

"Xiao Su, it's me..."

The familiar breath calmed down the beating heart, Su Muhua leaned on Lu Jiuhan's shoulder to intimidate his mind, and smiled forcefully for a while, "I'm fine, maybe it's because of the poisonous influence of being intoxicated in the underworld."

Lu Jiu was coldly embraced into his arms, leaning against his firm arms, and words of concern rang in his ears.The pain in the chest and abdomen had faded away, and the vacant area of ​​cold was filled by the violent heartbeat and warm breath of the man on his back.

Su Muhua's heart surged with strong emotions, surging like a tide, accompanied by a faint sense of grievance, which made his eye sockets slightly hot.

Obviously not long ago they hated each other, but he didn't know when his feelings for Lu Jiuhan had become the same.

Su Muhua has always been indifferent, watching the flowers of the world indifferently bloom and fade, even when talking to Ye Wen, it is just the heartbeat accumulated over the years, willingly.He had never had such a strong emotion towards others, which made him feel a little out of control.

——Still feel relieved for no reason.

If this person is by his side, even if it is a hellish place, he would dare to break into it.

Seeing that Su Muhua's complexion slowly regained his composure, Lu Jiu was also afraid for a while.The moment he turned his head just now, he saw that man's face was pale, he was about to fall, and he was so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

Lu Jiuhan knew how strong this person was in his arms, so strong that people often forget that he was actually poisoned.

He often even forgets—he shouldn't.

Lu Jiu helped him coldly, and said, "Let's go, let's leave here earlier, I'm afraid your confidante will be full after eating snake soup. Xiao Su... I can't wait to take you back to Jiangnan, my husband. I will marry you. I will have a cup of wine with you... with white jade fuchsia."

Su Muhua raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head and hummed softly.

It was rare that he didn't care about Lu Jiuhan's teasing.

The two of them left the valley and returned the same way. Along the way, they saw snake corpses everywhere, and there were not many corpses dressed in the uniforms of Daning soldiers.Cui Yingying, Mo Qingqian and Shen Toutuo from Xunhuan Villa were nowhere to be seen. The two never thought that the poisonous snake could kill these three people.

They each found a horse and headed towards the North City.

Su Muhua rode his horse down the hill, and saw that the Thousand Red Cave was covered by vegetation, and it was far behind in the shadow of the sun.The sun shone on Lu Jiuhan's body, although he didn't have much righteousness, but his eyes were bright.

Under the warm sun, on the ancient yellow sand road, two horses walked side by side, gradually drifting away.

The scorching sun shone on the head of Wangbei City, and a human head hung on the blue city wall.

Zhong Tuoda hurried down from the top of the city. Although he won the battle on the battlefield, he was as busy as fighting the battle these few days.Beiyan's tens of thousands of surrendered troops alone was enough for him to have a headache, and Wang Beicheng's garrison was only a few thousand.It is not unthinkable for him to kill 20 soldiers of the Qin army like Xiang Yu, and 40 soldiers of the Zhao army like Bai Qi.But today's Daning has been established for a long time, even if the dynasties have changed, the long-winded rituals and music have not been interrupted, and the rotten Confucians who are obtrusive to the eyes have been pitted.Even Emperor Cheng wore a heavy court uniform on the national memorial day, and all the officials were forced to stop court for three days, and was forced to issue an edict of guilt.How dare he, a border guard, do such a thing that violates the inheritance of Daning rituals and music, and Shangbang's dignity?

Zhong Tuoda knew that if he dared to dig a hole in Wangbei City today, he would be condemned to death for the rest of his life.

In fact, if you don't read it, you will die.

"General", Zhong Tuoda saw a man in a scholar's robe approaching him in a hurry, and he recognized Tao Yu, who was in charge of documents in the army.He smiled, "Mr. Tao, what's the matter?"

Tao Yu is a literati, and Daning values ​​literature. Tao Yu has a high status in the army, and Zhong Tuoda is commensurate with his husband.

Tao Yu handed him a letter, "I just received a letter from the crown prince."

Zhong Tuoda took the letter and weighed it in his hand, but he didn't open it in a hurry, and asked, "The prince sent a letter?"

Tao Yu replied, "The messenger also said that the prince's soldiers and horses camped three miles outside the city. The messenger said that the prince has always admired General Zhong, and he has long wanted to know him." He said immediately, "The prince's messenger also sent a letter. Letter and King Yan."

Zhong Tuoda's eyes showed a clear look, "Oh? Where is King Yan?"

Tao Yu said, "I heard from Fei Yuqi that His Royal Highness Yan Wang has been ill recently, and he is not going out behind closed doors. Perhaps it is... a symptom of heat."

Zhong Tuoda said, "Oh? Mr. Lao Tao called the doctor in the army for me, and he went with me to the Yanwang Mansion to visit the sick."

Tao Yu complied, and then smiled again, "Will the general not open the letter?"

Zhong Tuoda laughed and said, "I don't need to open this letter, but I know what to write, so why do I need to open it. If I really want to open it, I can open it in front of King Yan, and it will be of some value."

Tao Yu's eyes showed worry, "If the general offends the prince because of this, I'm afraid..."

Although he is a literati, he has been in Wangbei City for many years, and he is really worried about Zhong Tuoda.

Zhong Tuoda got on his horse and said with a smile, "Thank you sir, but unfortunately there are so many roads in the world, I don't have another one to take."

Two horses stopped in front of the city gate. They were wearing black robes and white robes. They seemed to have traveled a long way, and their robes were already stained with dust.

Zhong Tuoda reined in his horse, saw who was coming, and called out, "Mr. Lu?"

Lu Jiuleng immediately cupped his fists and said with a smile, "General Zhong."

That day he broke Murong Jiangli's sun-shooting bow and saved King Yan. He once had a banquet with everyone in Wangbei City, and he recognized the city defender Zhong Tuoda.

According to Lu Jiuhan and Su Muhua's original intention, they wanted to go to the city quietly to meet the people in Yanbei City, and then set off for Jiangnan, but as soon as they entered the city, they met Zhong Tuoda.

Now that we have met, there is no need to avoid it.

Zhong Tuoda smiled and said, "This is the owner of Su Muhuasu, right?"

Su Muhua also saluted, "How does General Zhong know me?"

Zhong Tuoda said, "I have admired the name of Lord Su for a long time, and I know you two will come because a friend has been waiting for you in this city for a long time." He smiled and said, "I also want to thank you two for helping Daning Except Murong Jiangli."

Su Muhua looked at him, and said with a smile, "General Zhong just don't blame me for killing the general, if you say thank you, I will feel even more guilty."

Zhong Tuoda wanted to be modest, but he understood the meaning of Su Muhua's words, and said with a wry smile, "You don't have to feel guilty, even if you hang Murong Jiangli's head on the wall of the North City Wall, forcing me to have no way out. But you guys For Daning, apart from the fact that Murong Jiangli is always true, Zhong still only has admiration in his heart."

Su Muhua showed respect in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Ren Yun Zhong Tuo Da Zhong is a gentleman, it is true. I don't know what General Zhong said...who is waiting for us."

Zhong Tuoda said, "You two will know as soon as you meet. Mr. Lao Tao will take you to the Yunlai Inn. I have to visit our frail and sick King Yan first."

Su Muhua suppressed a smile and said, "General Zhong has worked hard."

Bu Liuxing walked down the stairs of the inn with a toothpick in his mouth, and saw a person sitting in the hall with his back to him.The man embroidered a tree of plum blossoms all over the front of his clothes, so the hustle and bustle just painted the meaning of loneliness.

He walked over, sat across from that person, and said with a smile, "Gu Fuyun, when did you come?"

The man said lightly, "My name is Chu Zhemei now."

Bu Liuxing sneered, "Even if you marry him, you will take his surname. You don't need to be called Zhemei. His name is Chu Meilang, and yours is Chu Zhemei. Those who don't know will think you have a grudge."

Chu Zhemei still said indifferently, "He owes me his life, why isn't it an enmity?"

Buliuxing sighed, "Why is this so? People like you don't know how life and death follow fate. No matter how good he is, it's been so many years, why not find someone else. Life is short, and there are so many beauties in the world of mortals, why bother?" Just remember that one?"

Chu Zhemei said, "Zhao Yunjian is indeed a romantic person. If your words fall into Ren Qing'er's ears, I'm afraid he won't be able to forgive you lightly."

Bu Liuxing's expression changed, as if he remembered something, his face collapsed.

Chu Zhemei smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, what's so difficult about asking for a beauty?"

He patted his hand on the palm of his hand, and in a moment, four women with swords in white came in one after another, walked up to him and saluted, "Master."

He didn't leave the line and saw that the four women were all beautiful. One was holding a bronze long sword, and the scabbard was inlaid with jasper the size of a cat's eye.One was holding a white painted cloak, exactly the same as Chu Zhemei's.Another held a flagon in his hand, and the flagon was carved from gold.The last one held a tray in his hand, on which were several small cups made of gold.

Chu Zhemei smiled lazily, "Brother Zhao, look at me, these sword slaves, can they still be called beauties?"

Bu Liuxing shook his head and sighed, "Although beauty is beautiful, it's a pity that the master smells like copper."

Chu Zhemei smiled and ordered, "Serve Mr. Zhao for a drink."

The woman holding the plate agreed and placed the plate on the table between the two of them.The woman holding the wine pours the wine from the jug into the cup.Then the two women each took a cup and sat beside Chu Zhemei and Bu Liuxing respectively.

Bu Liuxing is a good wine drinker, and what comes out of Chu Zhemei's golden jug is naturally good wine.

At the moment, the strong aroma of the wine is tangy, and it is already three points smoky without drinking it.Sniffing, "18-year-old Chen's daughter red? Added Dukang's minced wine?"

That tangy fragrance is not pure Nurhong.

The woman who was snuggling beside him almost put her whole body on him. If he reached out to grab the wine, he would definitely touch the woman's proud and upright twin peaks.

Chu Zhemei lifted her sleeve slightly, took a cup in her hand, and said with a smile, "Oh, what's the matter? Brother Zhao didn't dare to drink, is it because he is afraid that someone will see it?"

Bu Liuxing puffed out his chest, "A man, what is there to be afraid of?"

Having said that, his hand still hesitated, and he didn't really stretch it out.

Don't stay in the world of mortals, I never hesitated when I was in the flower garden. In the face of beauty, if a man shows any restraint, he is really ashamed of the beauty.

"Good wine should be reserved for guests, don't you two know how to treat guests?"

A lazy and mellow voice came from outside the door.

Chu Zhemei looked up, and the two were walking through the door side by side.

The two looked like mud monkeys rolling in the mud, but they still didn't hide the heroic spirit between their brows.

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