Silver Moon Halberd

The drizzle fell intermittently, and as the heat receded, the temperature dropped sharply. Thin clothes were no longer enough to resist the autumn cold, so the cloth shop quickly sent several sets of thick clothes tailored to the size of Xixiu.

Xi Xiu's food, clothing, housing and transportation, Ye Zhenge has always taken care of everything, as if he was treating a distinguished guest.Xi Xiu knows that his gentleness and consideration are not pretended, so it is very easy to gain favor, and even give people the illusion that they are cherished by him, but the more they understand, the more they will find that it is just the cultivation of the children of the aristocratic family, and it is a habit that has been accumulated for many years .

Leaning against the window, Xi Xiu listened to the sound of the rain, and turned her eyes to the person behind the table who was writing quickly.The wound on the man's forehead has healed in sevens and eighties, but his face still looks sick, and one or two strands of hair are sticky to the forehead with sweat, which looks not as clean as before.

Ye Zhenge picked up the teacup and was about to have a drink, he inadvertently raised his eyes to meet Xi Xiu's gaze, smiled gently, and said: "There is still half a volume left, I think it will be finished today, you and I will go to Fengsuilou to taste Jiuruyan tomorrow." how?"

Before he could look back, Xi Xiu simply looked at him and said, "Shen Chuxing took me to Fengsuilou, and the two meat and vegetables cost him five taels of silver. What's so special about the dishes?"

Putting down the teacup, Ye Zhenge picked up his pen again: "You get along well with Chuxing?"

"Is there?" Xi Xiu said casually, "You taught me not to reject people for thousands of miles."

Ye Zhenge paused, and said lightly: "The silver moon halberd is of great importance. Besides me, there are Shen Chuxing and Chi Qianli among the candidates who want to be sent to Linhai Valley. It is heart-loving, Chi Qianli, you have only seen his face but you have not seen his ability to captivate the soul, it is absolutely impossible to parry with your mind."

Xi Xiu said inexplicably: "You mean that I will always be deceived, either by you or by the two of them. It's just that you are the best among them because of your superior skills?"

"Ha!" With a short smile, Ye Zhenge fell silent, and after a while, he bent his lips helplessly, "It's true to say that..."

At nightfall, Dongrui handed over the silently finished "Chizhou Zhilue" to Hengwuxuan, and then Ye Zhenge discussed matters related to the Wu Zun Conference with Xi Xiu.

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xi Xiu will bring the Ye family's recommendation letter to fight Wei Xun at Shangwutai of the Wulin League.But regarding this, Xi Xiu was full of suspicion: "Why did you choose to attack in public? Isn't the more secretive the better?"

Ye Zhenge sat in front of the table. There was a chessboard on the table. One corner of the star was already covered with white stones. He lightly picked up a black stone and put it in, and then put another black stone on the opposite star, saying: "If You are Baizi, and Heizi is your enemy, which side do you think is safer?"

"Of course it's the side with more white sons," Xi Xiu replied without thinking, and then suddenly realized, "Because everyone is watching, he feels safe and will relax his guard!"

Ye Zhenge nodded approvingly: "Half a year ago, my father set up a round where Tang Fei would deal with Wei Xun, Cui Zhuo waited for the opportunity, and the rest were responsible for holding back the entourage. As for the result, you know, the assassination failed, and the assassination failed. Jingxie is destined not to have a second chance to be exactly the same, so he must find another way."

Youyou got up, Ye Zhenge walked slowly around the table, and said: "Wei Xun never hands others in daily life, and never travels alone. I heard that even the tea is brewed by himself. But the more vigilant people are, the more conceited they are. He relied too much on his own experience, when it was dangerous and when it was safe, he had fixed signals in his mind."

Walking to Xi Xiu's side, Ye Zhenge pressed his shoulder and said, "This signal has helped him save himself from danger many times, but everything has pros and cons. What he regards as a life-saving talisman may also become a throat-sealing weapon."

"I understand your intentions, but even if everyone makes him relax, is that enough?"

"Not enough." Shaking his head, Ye Zhenge walked towards the desk and carried over a pile of papers scattered around the desk and chair.

Taking a closer look, Xi Xiu was stunned!He remembered that when Ye Zhengemo wrote "Chizhou Zhilue", he often lost it while writing. He thought it was some waste manuscript, but unexpectedly he drew sword moves all over it!

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." Ye Zhenge tapped the drawing paper.

Xi Xiu frowned and said, "Wei Xun knows Kuishan's halberd technique like the back of his hand, even if I have some understanding of his current martial arts, I'm afraid I won't be able to gain the upper hand."

"If you have such a mentality, you have already lost."

"I……"

Patting the back of his hand lightly, Ye Zhenge said: "Strongness is easy to break and softness is easy to grow. Weakness is not weak. It is to show weakness from the outside rather than from the inside. If you show weakness to the enemy, the enemy will not regard you as the enemy."

"What do you mean?" Xi Xiu asked suspiciously.

"He knows the Kuishan halberd technique very well, and you can't escape any of your flaws. We can just take advantage of this, do the opposite, and make your flaws become his flaws," Ye Zhenge attached. There was a murmur in the young man's ear, and finally he backed away a little, looked him in the eyes and said, "I won't let you take risks without a perfect countermeasure."

After finishing speaking, he elaborated on those sword moves.

Both Tang Fei and Cui Zhuo were defeated, how much chance do they have of winning?Can you take on this important task?It's not that Xi Xiu has never thought about this, but apart from his confidence in his own strength, he really believes in Ye Zhenge even more...

Staring at Ye Zhenge's tired and pale face, staring at the slightly fluttering lips, Xi Xiu blurted out suddenly: "When things are over, shall we go back to Linhai Valley?"

The slightly drooping eyelashes blinked quickly, and his eyes were sent to Xi Xiu. Ye Zhenge's eyes were open, as if he really didn't understand what he meant.

This person's reaction was like pouring a bucket of cold water on his head, making Xi Xiu want to bite off his tongue!But he couldn't pretend that nothing happened after he had spoken, he clenched his fist, and with a low laugh, he covered up: "You asked me if I want to save you, if helping you out of Ye Qing's hatred is considered 'saving', then I want to Save you. I hope you are safe, free, live the life you want to live, go where you want to go..."

Xi Xiu has changed, she is no longer willful, she no longer asks naive and childish questions, she no longer obsesses herself... An emotion flits from the bottom of her heart, too fast to catch, Ye Zhenge moves his lips, but finally he will Swallowing the words on the tip of his tongue, he turned around and said, "With your words, Ye Mou has nothing else to ask for in this life."

"really?"

"Really," Ye Zhenge smiled faintly, and hugged him tenderly, "Xi Xiu, I will never lie to you again."

Xi Xiu let him hug her, she only hoped that the warmth at this moment would be longer, longer...

As the days of the Wu Zun Conference progressed, Xi Xiu became more diligent in practicing martial arts.

Compared with the other party's busyness, Ye Zhenge seemed much more bored.It seems that he has never been so idle in his life. He spread hundreds of books in the bookcases in the room, wiped and put away one by one, finally passed the half day, and spent half a day in front of the hibiscus, waiting for the sun to set. After eating the meal, he laid out the chessboard with great interest.

Xi Xiu teased him that he can't be idle for a while, and he is not to be outdone, life is short, how can good times be wasted?

Xi Xiu doesn't seem to know how to play chess, but he is orderly in chaos, soft but tough. Occasionally, he can kill Ye Zhenge by surprise with dangerous chess moves.However, Ye Zhenge likes to leave nothing in the game where he can win with his eyes closed, causing Xi Xiu to throw himself into a trap.One attacked, the other defended, one narrowly escaped death, and the other entangled endlessly. Xi Xiu, a "fledged fledgling", also flirted with the scheming Ye Zhenge for more than half an hour.

In the end, Xi Xiu's eyelids were fighting and yawning again and again, and Ye Zhenge took away the chess pieces in a lingering mood.

Watching the young man walk back to the next door, Ye Zhenge put on his cloak, went straight out of the mansion, and rode his horse towards the suburbs.

There is a cemetery in the outskirts of Qianning, and he rushed there overnight, patiently cleared the weeds around a tomb, and then stood in front of the monument, imagining the woman's voice and smile when she was alive.He thought about it for 25 years, but he still couldn't picture that scene in his mind-the woman's infatuation, stubbornness, sadness and hopelessness, just like her flesh and blood withered into ashes.

The cold wind poured into the chest cavity, Ye Zhenge covered his lips and coughed lightly, and then he coughed loudly and his palms were filled with warm liquid.His purple sand palm injury has not healed for a long time, he has worked hard and exhausted, and he is already at the end of his strength.

Raising his sleeves to wipe off the blood, he lifted the hem of his robe and knelt on the ground.

Although in front of him is only Feng Yuan's tomb.

Knowing that his sister had died suddenly, Feng Jing insisted on cremation regardless of the advice of his elders and local customs, and took the ashes back to Tongliang and scattered them into the sea.After his grandfather passed away, no one cares about this place even more. Only Ye Zhenge came here every year, and he didn't burn incense and money, kowtowed his head to worship, but just stood quietly and watched.

But today is different...

Ye Zhenge knocked his head heavily: "Thank you mother for giving me a body of flesh and blood."

When he raised his head, his forehead was already red and swollen, but then he kowtowed again: "The parents are here, not traveling far away, the child is going to travel far away, please forgive the child for being unfilial."

When the third head kowtowed, he didn't lift it up for a long time, and after a while, he said softly: "When I come back, I will always be with my mother's knees."

After the moon hides the clouds silently, the wind blows a little bit of chill, and the weeds in the distance stick to the ground one after another, like ghosts lurking in the dark night, watching the living creatures surrounded by death together with the low sky, witnessing their death. oath.

When returning to Shenxiang Pavilion, the sky was already drizzling, and an unexpected figure was waving the silver moon in the open space leading to the corridor of the inner courtyard.

Ye Zhenge stood in the shadow of the corridor and watched silently. His figure seemed to be taller than half a year ago, and his halberd danced like a rainbow.

The proud son of heaven... is the most apt description Ye Zhenge can imagine...

What kind of colorful life would Xi Xiu have if there were no grievances and grievances from the previous generation?If there is no grievance from the previous generation, at least he doesn't have to meet himself.

Stepping into the room, Ye Zhenge opened the dark compartment next to the bed, took out a roll of yellowed letters and sat under the lamp to read carefully.After a long time, he put the letter away again, and his eyes fell to the folding fan.Picking up the fan, Ye Zhenge unfolded it carefully, and then slowly closed it half way through, his heart full of thoughts finally turned into a sigh.