Changqing Ci

The unreal touch of the fingertips made Xun Changqing's heart jump even more. It's just a hidden guard. Wei Lingci should not care about her. If he deceived her, I'm afraid it will be difficult to clarify in the future. After thinking about it, With a slightly melancholy look in his eyes, he said: "That's the secret guard arranged by the concubine mother. If you don't trust me, let her follow. If the master doesn't like it, I'll let her go back."

Xun Changqing was upset, Wei Lingci was a little amused, before she could speak, the little apprentice in front of her was out of control, cute and silly at the same time, leading her step by step on the rugged mountain road, there was a burst of wind in the mountain. She had already memorized the method by heart, held her hand tightly, and said leisurely: "Since the concubine belongs to her, stay here, and you can't stay by your side. Send her to the kitchen to do some chores, as long as she doesn't attract attention."

The more Wei Lingci accommodated her, the more uneasy she felt. This was not the Wei Lingci she was familiar with.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, Wei Lingci is used to it, but Xun Changqing came here for the first time, he was young, and he wobbled several times while walking on the road, Wei Lingci couldn't help holding her hand even harder.

But Xun Changqing was thinking about the matter of Lu Hengzhi just now, and her brows were furrowed. She looked at the stream flowing down from the top of the mountain. The water on the top of the mountain was very clear, but the people on the top of the mountain might not be so clear. of.

At the right time, Wei Ling's words stopped, Xun Changqing looked back at her, his eyes were also reflecting the stream, fresh and beautiful in the cold, he couldn't help but said: "Master, why did Lu Hengzhi call your uncle just now? He is uncle disciple?"

Children are always curious about new things, Wei Lingci explained: "He is not a disciple who entered the house, but a disciple named by your master uncle. According to his seniority, he just called me uncle."

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Zijin stayed and quietly arranged in the big kitchen on the mountain.

Lingyun Mountain is in the shape of a sharp cone. The head’s meeting hall is at the top of the mountain, and there are five courtyards below. Wei Lingci lives in the southernmost Ziying Pavilion. There is no other person here except Wei Lingci. , some disciples would come to sweep the yard, but they dared not enter her room.

Of the other four places, two are the residences of the other two disciples of the head, one is the courtyard of the head, and the other is the house of Wang Luoyu, the head's junior brother.

Xun Changqing is very familiar with Ziying Pavilion, but this is her first time in this life, she can only pretend that she doesn't know the way, and follow Wei Ling's words closely, never falling behind.The fallen leaves in the courtyard have been swept away, and several plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, which can be regarded as a bleak scene.

Standing in the courtyard, she has stayed in this place for ten years, and now she has no nostalgia for it in her heart, and some are just a little strange. This is a place where people cannibalize. Standing with his hands under the eaves, he looked at her indifferently.

The two of them will meet again in this life, and the status of master and apprentice will also be determined. She shouldn't think about Wei Lingci anymore. Living is her greatest wish in this life.How difficult her future is, she doesn't know whether her father can be trusted; perhaps only the concubine mother can be trusted a little bit.

But Wei Ling Ci, you can no longer believe in it in this life!

She worked hard for two years, and she did not hesitate to change her clothes into men's clothes, trying to deviate her life from her previous life. She even thought about it. After two years, she and her mother and concubine would leave the imperial capital and go to the frontier.Only after leaving the imperial capital, can she survive.

It's a pity that Wei Lingci still broke into her life. Except that the time was different from her previous life, everything else was the same. She couldn't change her fate.

One side of the world, white clouds floated, she stood in the yard and circled the plum tree, a trace of sadness rose between her brows, and the melancholy in her heart doubled, how can she change the direction of walking in the future.Familiar with looking sideways, the window of the study room was opened by Wei Lingci. The beauty in white clothes, snow-white neon clothes, icy skin and jade skin, the simple bookshelf behind him, the fragrant poetry and books, and the eyebrows and eyes are a little more tenacious.

Like a plum blossom that is about to bloom in the hand, Ling Ran blooms proudly in the wind and frost, becoming firmer but not withering.

Ziying Pavilion is located in the quiet south, few people come, and Wei Lingci does not want to call someone to clean the study, so he has been busy for a long time by himself, while Xun Changqing stood outside for a long time.She knew that Wei Lingci's study was not allowed to enter randomly, so she followed the rules of her previous life, watching the sea of ​​clouds surging, and folding the branches in her hand.

The quiet time will always be broken by someone, someone rushes in excitedly, the person in front is wearing a light blue robe, long hair is tied up, the sky is full, the eyes are deep, the face is cold and hard, and he saw Xun who was standing under the plum tree. After Changqing, the pace tends to be gentle.

Stopping in front of Xun Changqing, his eyes skipped a moment of obvious shock, and then he was indifferent, with a slender figure, looking down at her from a high position, and said with certainty: "You are Xun Changqing?"

Wang Pingjun, this is the head disciple. Xun Changqing took a step back slightly, leaned over and bowed, a flash of hatred flashed in his lowered eyes, and his voice was a little shy: "I am Xun Changqing, who are you?"

Knowing who it is, but Xun Changqing can only pretend to be stupid. After all, the two have never met. If he finds out his identity at this time, it will only arouse Wang Pingjun's suspicion.

"I'm Wang Pingjun..." Before he finished speaking, he saw a beautiful figure walking in the study room, a strange brilliance appeared in his clear eyes, half of the coldness before had disappeared, and his expression softened when he looked at Xun Changqing. As if afraid that the child in front of him would not understand what he said, he said directly, "I am your master's brother."

You must show face in front of others, otherwise the world will criticize her, Xun Changqing bowed deeply, and said crisply: "Uncle Master."

After recognizing their relatives, Wang Pingjun had no intention of talking to the child anymore, so he walked to the study with a flick of his sleeves.

Xun Changqing was still standing under the tree and watching. Behind Wang Pingjun was a chubby boy with a round face, small eyes, and a blue robe. Looking at Xun Changqing, he introduced himself: "I am Zhao Yang, I'm his apprentice," pointing at Wang Pingjun who stepped into the room in three steps and two steps, he giggled, his eyes narrowed, "I'm ten years old, older than you, you should call me senior brother. "

Zhao Yang is the son of the magistrate of Xunyang County, and his temperament is not like his father's. He is very simple. He only knows two things when he comes up the mountain, one is to learn martial arts to defend himself, and the other is to eat. Still gaining weight, but not losing weight.

Xun Changqing followed him, leaned slightly to salute, and called him with a smile: "Brother Zhao."

Zhao Yang was greatly benefited by the sound of senior brother, he felt that he could hardly open his eyes. He was only half a head taller than Xun Changqing, and one arm was thicker than Shang Xun Changqing's two arms. Patting Xun Changqing on the shoulder, he said loyally: "Okay, today's winter solstice, I want to eat dumplings, with pork stuffing, do you want to eat? I asked someone to save some for me, little brother, come with me now Bar."

Shouldn't you ask about your family background when you meet for the first time?Why did Zhao Yang mention eating again? She didn't want to go. Although dinner was coming soon, Wei Lingci didn't allow her to leave. It was not appropriate to leave without authorization. She looked back and saw that the window was closed. I don't know what the two of them were talking about. .

Zhao Yang has been on the mountain for four or five years, and he is used to such situations. He thought that Xun Changqing was worried that Wei Lingci would look for her, so he kindly explained: "My master has gone in, and the two of you can chat, I will take you Let's go eat dumplings, after we finish eating, they may not finish talking, adults have a lot of things to do."

Xun Changqing didn't want to go with him, he shook his head and refused, but Zhao Yang thought that this new junior brother was thin-skinned and tender-fleshed, he was embarrassed, so he immediately pulled him away very generously, he was very strong , Xun Changqing couldn't break free, so he had to follow him.

Zhao Yang held his junior brother's slender wrist very comfortably. After practicing martial arts, his palms developed some calluses. It had been a long time since he saw such soft skin. Curiosity was the cause, and both of them were boys. After touching it a few times, he let go and said with a smile: "Listen to my senior brother, my master likes your master. Every time your master comes back, my master will go to see it immediately. After a long time, everyone will say that my master likes your master. In the future, my master will also marry your master."

The little fat man was panting after he walked and said such a long series of words, Xun Changqing was dizzy from hearing these "your master" and "my master", and really didn't want to talk to him, so he just nodded in response.

After saying a few words about Master, when Zhao Yang opened his mouth again, he said that it was time to eat again. He picked up a pebble on the road and rubbed it in his hand, "I heard from the brother who worked in the kitchen in the morning that there is still mutton tonight. I don't know what it is." It’s not true, I haven’t eaten mutton for a long time, I’m a little greedy, Changqing, you didn’t know that you just went up the mountain, mutton is rarely eaten on the mountain, even if there is, it’s gone when you go late.”

The pebbles were rubbing slippery in his hands, very comfortable, just as comfortable as Xun Changqing's hands just now, he felt more comfortable, and talked more, "I like to eat mutton, so I ask my brothers to save some for me. It’s not that Master called me just now, I’ve gone to eat mutton a long time ago, I don’t know if I still have it now.”

When they arrived at the dining room, there were already many people inside, Zhao Yang dragged her into the back kitchen, when a handyman saw Zhao Yang, he immediately brought out two plates of dumplings, and a big bowl of mutton from the pot, Handed it to him.

Zhao Yang's eyes were closed again. He generously handed Xun Changqing a plate, took two pairs of chopsticks, and dragged Xun Changqing to sit on the secluded steps in the kitchen. Pick up a dumpling with your hand and stuff it into your mouth.

Xun Changqing stared at the dumplings on the plate in a daze. She seemed to be in a dream. Going to Lingyun Mountain again would be a nightmare for her who had just been reborn, but now the residual warmth of the dumplings in her hands woke her up, and she entered Lingyunzong again. and became Wei Lingci's apprentice.

The sunset is beautiful, and the sky is vast and empty. Looking at the unbelievably beautiful sunset, she sighed slightly. She picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. She took a small bite. There are some vegetarian dishes, not all meat, and cut corners.

One dumpling was not finished, she saw that the mutton bowl and pork plate in Zhao Yang's hands were empty, his eyes were glued to the plate of dumplings on her lap, Xun Changqing swallowed half of the dumpling, wiped Wiping his mouth, he returned the remaining dumplings, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"Thank you, Junior Brother," Zhao Yang was not polite, took the dumpling and started to eat it again. It was his dumpling, but he actually thanked him, he really is a kind boy.

Xun Changqing looked at him with his chin resting on his cheeks, his appetite was really good, he couldn't help but wondered: "Brother Zhao, why did you go up the mountain, you can eat as much as you want at home."

It is not difficult for one parent to protect Zhao Yang.She didn't ask in her previous life, but now that she's acquainted, she should ask. After all, an ambitious person like Wang Pingjun has no benefit, so how could he easily accept disciples.Lu Hengzhi is a good seedling, but he is only a nominal disciple.

Zhao Yang was eating, and didn't miss the reply. Taking advantage of the time when he was holding the dumplings, he replied: "My mother said that my health is not good, so I went up to the mountain to practice martial arts to exercise my body."

Poor health?Xun Changqing almost thought that he heard it wrong, Zhao Yang's health is so good, probably Zhao Yang's father gave Wang Pingjun a favor, otherwise he would not be picky like him, and he would never fall in love with Zhao Yang.

Before Xun Changqing had time to speak, the second plate of dumplings had already been eaten, which was really fast.

He stood up and sent the bowls and chopsticks back, wiped his oily lips with his sleeves, moved his legs and feet contentedly, looked at Xun Changqing and felt a little embarrassed, and said shyly: "I'm sorry, I called you here." , but you didn’t eat it, I will save some for you next time.”

In her previous life, she had little contact with Zhao Yang, and she despised him for being fat and stupid, but looking at him now, he is the most honest person on Lingyun Mountain who treats others, much better than those people at both ends of the snake.

She also stood up, patted the dust off her body, and said with a smile: "I have eaten dumplings, so I will eat them next time. You can send me back, I don't know the way."

"Okay," Zhao Yang said with a smile on his round face, and stretched out his hand to grab the hand of his junior brother, but he heard someone calling in front of him, "Chang Qing."

The author has something to say: Master: You did not refuse when someone touched your hand.

Apprentice: That is a child's paper.

Master: That's a blue boy paper, there are differences between men and women.

Apprentice: I am also a blue boy, and it is the same.

Master: Then go and live in Qingziyuan instead of my Ziying Pavilion.

The apprentice was intimidated, and chased after the master to express his sincerity: Master, I was wrong, and I will never let others touch me again. I can only let you touch my hands in the future, and all my people are yours.

Good evening, okay?