[Seven Five] Sword Que Merry

In the early morning, before dawn, the sound of opening the city gate was heard in the distance, and the passers-by were still sleeping soundly. Nian Yiyi and his party had already packed their things and were ready to enter the city.

It was foggy in the morning, and the mountains and forests on both sides were dyed pale white. Not long after the carriage left, we saw Taiyuan shrouded in morning fog.Because it was still early and there were not many people entering and leaving the city, Bai Yutang was about to pass through the gate of the city, swaying the reins, when he saw something, clicked his tongue, and reined in his horse.

The car stopped, Nian Yi felt strange, and was about to poke his head, when Zhan Zhao had already opened the curtain from the outside.

"What happened?"

He glanced outside and said in a low voice: "There is someone helping the coffin, let's avoid it for a while."

Nian Yi nodded, and simply got out of the car.

When I looked up, I really saw a funeral procession coming out of the city, the white shrouds were dazzling, the laying papers were flying around, and the sound of sobbing could be faintly heard.

Nian Yi's gaze followed the movement of the coffin. In the mist, there was a little girl sitting at one end of the coffin, wearing a bright red thick jacket and skirt, very bright, with her feet dangling.

It's a pity that I can only see her back, but not her face.

"Nian Yi." Seeing that the person had gone far away, Zhan Zhao turned around and called her.

"Hmm..." She answered absent-mindedly, and then turned her head to get into the car. At this time, the passers-by who were watching rubbed their hands and sighed softly.

"It's a pity that Liu'er died. She was only twenty-nine years old. Hey...why can't you think about it so much? She hasn't married yet."

Hearing his words, Nian Yi couldn't help asking: "Is that a girl in the coffin?"

"Yeah...you guys are from other places, right?" Seeing her unfamiliar, the passer-by said a few more words, "A embroiderer in an embroidered village in this dead city hanged herself in her room not long ago. .”

It turned out that he hanged himself, no wonder he didn't see the soul.Nian Yi thought to himself.

"But her old grandmother just didn't believe it. She just said that her granddaughter was murdered. She clamored and refused to be buried. She must wait for the magistrate to come back. No, she just sent the body to Yizhuang."

She wondered: "Master Zhifu?"

"Yes, it's a pity that our magistrate was ordered to investigate the case of the private copper mine in Qianhejian Prefecture a few days ago. I'm afraid we will have to wait a few days before we can come back."

After listening, Bai Yutang, who was standing beside the carriage and stroking the horse, sneered nonchalantly: "The magistrate? You can trust him, even the corpse is reluctant to bury him, so don't end up being sold and handed over to everyone."

"Outsider, what do you know?" This time it was not the passerby who spoke this time, but an old man who was about to enter the city.

"The magistrate in our city, that's the real master Qingtian. He's a sensible man, and he can solve cases like a god. He always handles business affairs. He never charges 1.1 meters for ordinary people. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh?" Bai Yutang laughed, but still didn't take it seriously, "What is Master Qingtian, so powerful?"

The old man stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, "It's that Bao Zheng, Mr. Bao."

Zhan Zhao was thoughtful: "Bao Zheng?"

Nian Yi asked from the side: "But the one who used to be a transit envoy in Shaanxi?"

"Yes, yes, it's him!"

He had heard about it.One day in the ghost domain wine shop, I heard two ghost messengers mention that this person is a clean and honest official, and that the master of the first hall of the Senluo Palace had intentionally passed on the throne to him, but I don't know if it is true or not.

After entering the city, perhaps because there were few people early in the morning, the streets looked deserted, and there were a few breakfast stalls standing alone on the side of the road, which hadn't been set up yet.

The three of them found an inn to settle down for the time being. Although they were not far from Mount Wutai, Nian Yi still planned to rest for a while. After all, Zhan Zhao and Zhao came with her, so they couldn't make them work too hard.

Before noon, after dinner, Bai Yutang went back to his room to rest with his sword in his hand, while Zhan Zhao and Nian Yi inquired about the location of Mount Wutai in the city.

The two of them had never been to Taiyuan City before, and after walking for a while, they saw a horse dealer unloading goods nearby.

"Are you going to Mount Wutai?" Ma Shang was an old man in his fifties. When he heard that they were going out of the city, he shook his head. A few mountains will do."

"So troublesome?" It is equivalent to having to go around a big circle to get to the north gate of Taiyuan City. Nian Yi couldn't help sighing, "It's so good, why did you close the door?"

The horse merchant took the fodder out of the car and wiped the sweat from his neck.

"Didn't you see the notice at the city gate?" Hearing this, Nian Yi and Zhan Zhao looked at each other in dismay.

"These days the city is very chaotic, and our adults are not here. Dolls and women get lost every three days, either dead or missing." The horse merchant sat by the hay and drank water, pointing at her and said, "Many are It's someone of your age, making people panic, girl, you have to be careful."

"Okay... I will pay attention." After thinking about it for a while, she still asked, "I don't know, when will this city gate be opened?"

"It's hard to say." The horse merchant pondered for a while, "Maybe when our lord comes back and find out the reason, the city gate can be opened."

It's Mr. Bao again...

Seeing that there was no other way, Nian had to walk back with Zhan Zhao.

"Actually, it's almost time for Ching Ming." Seeing her worry, Zhan Zhao comforted her, "It's okay to wait a few more days."

"Hmm... do you have someone to worship?"

He smiled slightly, but didn't answer, and suddenly asked, "What about you? How are you going to spend it?" After all, it was her holiday.

Nian smiled and turned to look at him, "I have to go out on Qingming day."

"Going out?"

"On that day, even in the daytime, the city will be full of ghosts. I can't stay in the house. If other ghosts find out, I will be dragged to the street." It was very lively at that time, and the scene was no worse than the Lantern Festival in the world."

In the inn room, Bai Yutang woke up, looked up at the beams of the room, and suddenly murmured:

"Qingming is coming..."

He turned over and closed his eyes, "Weird, more and more I feel that Nian Yi looks like a person."

Who do you look like...

In the afternoon, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased. As soon as the sun came out, Nian hurriedly took off his umbrella, shook it and put it on.Looking up at a family, looking through the door, the inside is full of white silk and white flowers, full of plains.

There was an old woman sitting blankly by the door, her hair was almost white, her eyes were staring at the people passing by on the street. Suddenly, seeing Nian Yi holding an umbrella, she froze for a moment, her face was ecstatic, He stood up in a jiffy.

"Liu'er, you're back!"

Hearing the sound, she hadn't turned her head when she read aloud, when suddenly her hands were grabbed, she was startled, and saw the old woman hugging her, looking up and down.

"It's really you, you really came back, I knew...they were all lying to me." The old woman held her back and wiped away her tears, "Good boy, have you eaten yet? I'll make it for you Let's eat."

"This……"

Nian Yi was still in a daze, and the old man in the neighborhood who opened the door and came out to pour the residual water saw this, and explained slowly:

"It's okay, she treats you as her granddaughter."

"Who is her granddaughter?"

"Don't you know?" The old man motioned to the pale man in the room, "Her granddaughter is the embroidered girl who hanged herself. Didn't the coffin just leave the city this morning?"

It was her.

"Nonsense." After hearing this, the old woman spat at him, hugged him and refused to let go, "My granddaughter is not dead, isn't it good!"

The old man was helpless, "Old woman, you can see for yourself whether this is your granddaughter."

When she heard this, she raised her head and looked up and down.

The latter smiled apologetically: "Grandma, I'm really not..."

"Yes! Why not!" Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by her decisively, "You can only be my granddaughter, otherwise who else?" She smiled happily, "Let's go, let's go into the house Come."

"I……"

Nian Yi couldn't get away from her, and was about to look at Zhan Zhao, the old woman followed her back, seeing Zhan Zhao standing aside, pondered for a moment, then laughed again.

"This is the scholar you often talk about?"

At this time, even Zhan Zhao couldn't help being startled.

"I've heard Liu'er mention you a long time ago, come, let's come in together." The old woman greeted the two of them warmly, "Come here, why don't you leave?"

Knowing that she was missing her grandson too much, she couldn't bear to refuse after thinking about it for a while, so she had to be dragged and dragged into the house by her.

The old man with the wooden basin over there shook his head and sighed, "Crazy, crazy, everyone is crazy."

Walking into the courtyard gate, there were yellow papers all over the floor. Afraid that they would be unhappy, the old woman hurriedly took a broom and swept them away.

"Let me do it." Zhan Zhao took it from her hand, lowered his head to sweep it, the old woman shook her head hurriedly, "What's wrong with this, you are a guest." She simply reached out and grabbed the broom and threw it on the ground, and dragged the two of them to the place. Sit down in the house.

"Let's get you some tea!"

Seeing her excitedly turning into the kitchen to get busy, Zhan Zhao felt both helpless and sympathetic, looking at the big inscription behind him, he sighed softly.

"It's not easy for her. She must have been unable to accept this fact for a while, so she recognized you as a mistake."

Nian Yi was noncommittal, turned his head to see the desolation in the room, suddenly smiled lightly and said: "However, the name is not wrong, in the past...someone called me Liu'er."

"Liu'er?" He hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Your former name was..."

"It's called Mingliu."

"Liu'er." Just as the words were finished, in the kitchen, the old woman opened the curtain and came out with some tea, and put it on the table with a smile on her face.

"Come on, you must be hungry after traveling for so long, try it...these are all your favorite food."

Zhan Zhao and Nian Yi were speechless.

On the plate is the Youth League, perhaps she specially made it for her granddaughter when Qingming is approaching.Nian Yi had no choice but to take a piece, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.

The old woman was full of joy when she saw that she was eating well, and hurriedly poured Zhan Zhao some more water.

"I knew you would come back. Last time you walked away for so long, didn't you come back?" She looked gentle, "Grandma just hopes that you will be well, even if you are poor..."

"Who you want to be with and who you like is up to you, as long as you are well..."

Listening to her repeating these few words over and over again, she was chewing something in her mouth, but it was tasteless. Suddenly, the old woman held her hand.

"Last time you told grandma that you liked that son very much." When she was talking, she looked at Zhan Zhao and nodded with great satisfaction.

"This is Mr. Xiao, right? He is indeed good. His appearance is dignified, and he is not like an ordinary person. I am relieved that you can follow him."

Qingtuan was choked in her throat, she was barely choked, Nian Yi turned her face away and coughed, Zhan Zhao was embarrassed, but still handed her the water at hand.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Xiao Liu." The old woman stroked her back to comfort her, then took her hand and Zhan Zhao's hand, and gently folded them together, with tears in her eyes, "You guys have to live a good life in the future, Grandma is old and half of her foot is buried in the ground, so she cannot protect you for the rest of your life."

"I'm useless. Your father is sick and I can't take care of him well. Even your mother gave birth to you, and I couldn't keep her." The old woman choked up and couldn't speak, "I'm very happy to be able to raise you , son..."

She wiped away her tears and looked at Zhan Zhao seriously, "My granddaughter, I will leave it to you in the future, you must treat her well..."

He didn't know how to answer, so he looked at Nian Yi unnaturally, and finally let out a soft "hmm".