Ning Gu

Zhao Zuo entered the Mianfeng Inn with his front foot, and Xie Wuling followed him.

Mianfeng is the second most spacious pavilion in Juheng Garden after the main hall of Yunqi.Except for the mountain stream, it is the same as the next pavilion. If there is any difference, it is probably because of the name of the sleeping wind, there are more wind chimes hanging under the eaves.When Xianzhi came, he fell in love with this place at a glance.

The Linxi pavilion facing Mianfeng was given the name of "Pillow Moon" by Xianzhi, and even the title plaque was inscribed by Xianzhi, but the pen was still tender, Xie Wuling let him toss about it, and didn't say anything.Zhenyue was usually used by Xianzhi as a tea room, but a small couch was set up a few days ago for lunch.

The bamboo curtains in the Mianfeng Pavilion were blown by the wind, knocking on the window lattice.

Zhao Zuo stood in the room, the anger in his eyes could not be suppressed, Xianzhi saw Xie Wuling coming, he carefully retreated to Xie Wuling's side, raised his eyes to look at his master, and saw his master's brows were also tightly locked, his heart suddenly raised To the throat.

He was used to relying on Xie Wuling, seeing Zhao Zuo's situation, subconsciously stretched out his hand to take Xie Wuling's hanging sleeve, and gave Zhao Zuo a tentative look.

Little did he know that Zhao Zuo had already noticed his small movements, he glanced at Xie Wuling, and said coldly to Xianzhi: "You go out first."

Seeing this, Xianzhi didn't know where the leopard courage came from, took half a step, and spoke for his master: "Daddy, Master, Aunt Yuanhua, um..." After the words came out, Xianzhi suddenly didn't know what to say stand up.

Zhao Zuo's anger was only suppressed for half a minute. Hearing the word "Aunt Yuanhua", the suppressed anger was lifted up again.He flicked his sleeves and spit out a word.

"roll."

This sound really frightened Xianzhi, Xianzhi couldn't help shivering, and tightened his grip on Xie Wuling's shirt.He bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, pursed his mouth, swallowed his saliva, swallowed the panic that was about to come out, and said softly: "Daddy."

Before Zhao Zuo could linger on Xie Wuling's body, he cast his eyes straight on Xianzhi, and the stern look in his eyes made Xianzhi fall silent.

At the same time, Xie Wuling also took a step, raised his hand halfway, blocked Xianzhi behind him, raised his eyes to meet Zhao Zuo's gaze, and was also surprised.But he still acted fearlessly, and said to Yan: "Which reason is it that Shan Lang is angry and slanders children?"

Xie Wuling was righteous on the surface, but in fact the hand hidden under the sleeve was still trembling uncontrollably, Xianzhi's hand was placed in his palm through the fabric, and he suppressed the slight tremor.He turned around and shook Xianzhi's little hand, intending to comfort him, and then softly ordered: "Xianzhi, go to sleep on the moon and go later, if you are hungry, you will find someone. Alright, let's go."

Xian Zhi looked at Xie Wuling with eyes full of tears, his grievances were reflected in his eyes.Xie Wuling sent him to the door and saw him close the door.

Before closing the door, Xianzhi still imparted his experience to Xie Wuling with confidence: "Master, remember to admit your mistakes, and if you admit your mistakes, Daddy won't be angry."

Xie Wuling smiled at him, raised his hand and nodded between his eyebrows, and said yes.But he thought, it would not be of much use if he just admitted his mistake today.Xie Wuling withdrew his hands, closed the door, turned around, walked back into the room, looked at the gloomy looking people in the room, and was speechless for a moment.

The tired bird returned to its nest, and the rays of light passed through the hall, and it hit the tip of the old sword on the table behind Zhao Zuo. It was golden for a moment, and Xie Wuling's eyes were dazzled.

Xie Wuling took a step, bypassed Zhao Zuo, and went to get the old sword on the table behind him.It is Zhao Zuo's old long matching waist.Because Xian Zhiyang wanted that sword as a New Year's gift, he took it off and put it in Mianfeng.

Xie Wuling held the sword with both hands, as if he had forgotten what happened just now, and asked as usual: "Let's leave from Shanlang tomorrow?" Turning around, he looked at Zhao Zuo, "Do you also take this sword?"

Zhao Zuo snatched the sword from him, turned his wrist to retract the sword, lowered his hand, hid it under his sleeve, and snorted coldly.

Xie Wuling took half a step closer, and softly teased him: "Cong Shanlang, are you still angry?"

Zhao Zuo raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at Xie Wuling coldly. If he didn't answer or get angry, his attitude was very obvious. He said coldly and politely: "Mr. Xiao has a heart." You have to take care of the Yingyans of the families before, and you have to embrace the golden branches and jade leaves in the future, and you still have to worry about me at this time, but I don’t know where the little gentleman’s heart is going?"

"On the [-]th day, I went to look for Shen Sanlang and Shen Changxie. His Accord is located in Hualiu Lane, and the left and right sides must not be contaminated." Xie Wuling cast his eyes and explained, "As for Yuanhua, But because of Xianzhi's relationship, I walked a little bit. Where can I put my heart for a long time, Cong Shanlang really doesn't know?"

As Xie Wuling spoke, he took half a step towards Zhao Zuo, Zhao Zuo took a half step back when he saw this, and put his sword between the two, trying to block Xie Wuling's steps, and then used a stern voice to hide the sudden panic in his heart: "Nonsense, Nonsense."

"Zhao Xingke, don't lie," Xie Wuling pushed half a step forward, the tip of the sword was touching his collarbone under the blue shirt.Zhao Zuo followed the sword and looked at the distance. If Zhao Zuo thought about it, he could kill him, but he didn't care, and continued: "Hasn't Zong Shanlang remembered this for a long time?"

Zhao Zuo frowned, but his heart was beating a drum. Xie Wuling swallowed more than half a sentence in his throat. He knew it. Zhao Zuo didn't forget the "green mountain is you" that he promised back then. Zhao Zuo also remembers the origin of the old scab under the collarbone where the tip is touching.

Zhao Zuo took a step forward and wanted to retreat again, but Xie Wuling didn't give him the chance anymore.

Xie Wuling raised his hand to hold the sword, exerted strength with his hands, and pressed the tip of the sword to his heart, pressing on step by step: "Since Mr. Shanshan doesn't believe in Pingzhi, why don't you dig this place and have a look? Where does it go and where?"

When Zhao Zuo was advancing and retreating, his eyes met Xie Wuling's. One eye was like a cold wind, and the other was like a gentle spring pool.

The afterglow of the setting sun fills the deep courtyard, and there is little wind in the sleeping wind.

Wan Lai went away quietly, when the two of them struck swords.

Zhao Zuo thought that all his skills in steelmaking had been softened by the finger twisting.

Zhao Zuo's hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily, Xie Wuling pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, and he asked frivolously, "Are you afraid, Mr. Lang?"

"Let go." Zhao Zuo refused to admit it, and only ordered in a cold voice.

He is afraid, once the grass and trees fall, in his life, he will only have one person who can make him uncontrollable.

"Xie Pingzhi, let go." Seeing that Xie Wuling hadn't moved, the blade of the sword was stained with blood from Xie Wuling's hand, Zhao Zuo felt apprehensive.

He had to admit that Xie Wuling's deliberate action had precisely pinched his seven inches.This killing game was left to him, Zhao Zuo, but Zhao Zuo knew this, but he still wanted to go to the meeting.

There was a smile in Xie Wuling's eyes, he shook his head, and said softly: "When Pingzhi entered Fufeng, he once asked Langjun to 'trust me and follow me', do you still remember?"

Zhao Zuo nodded.

Xie Wuling's expression didn't change, but his brows and eyes became softer, and he continued: "If one day, my lord doesn't believe in Pingzhi, he will goug out this place as well. Xie Pingzhi has always been arrogant, and the lord only knows that. I wish to see, when the ruler and his ministers are of one mind, I hope that my husband will be perfect."

When Xie Wuling talked about "monarch and minister", he paused because of concerns, and only made mouth shapes. Zhao Zuo couldn't leave his eyes, so he just said these two words and looked at them, thinking about it. startled.

Xie Wuling's figure was reflected in Zhao Zuo's eyes, and he suddenly felt that the person he was hitting with the long sword was the person he had seen in Zhaoxing back then.The appearance that Zhao Zuo had been away for so long, the appearance that Zhao Zuo would forget for so long, appeared in front of Zhao Zuo at this moment.

Xie Wuling's pupils were shining brighter than the moonlight that was about to enter the court.

Maybe he has never changed, Zhao Zuo thought.

Xie Wuling let go of the sword in his hand, and Zhao Zuo's strength was also released at the same time.The long sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. Someone followed the sound and saw that the bright red color on the tip of the sword was more shocking than the crisp sound when it landed.

Zhao Zuo stepped forward nervously, trying to catch Xie Wuling's hand under the sleeve to check the injury on it, but told Xie Wuling to turn his sleeve over and escape.

"It's okay, go and see Xianzhi, he must have shocked you just now."

"You..." Zhao Zuo asked Xie Wuling to cut it off before he could say it.

"I'm going to prepare the wine, isn't it a promise to enjoy the spring with wine tonight?"

Zhao Zuo responded, opened the door for Xie Wuling, sent him away, and then returned to the house to pick up the sword.He bent down to pick up the long sword, but his movement of getting up was sluggish. The carpet next to the sword tip was stained with blood. He followed his gaze, and the blood spread to the threshold in twos and threes.

Zhao Zuo pursed his lips and stood up, muttering: "I can't rule, and I only have this heart."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, suppressed the worry in his heart, let out the sleeping wind, and ordered a little boy to clean up the house, while he raised his sword to look for him, which was regarded as the completion of Xie Wuling's sentence " Believe me, obey me" words.

In the morning of the next day, Xie Wuling was hangover half the night, when Zhao Zuo got up, he didn't call him to go to the court hall.

When Xie Wuling woke up, it was already high in the sun.He hastily gathered his clothes, and before he could listen to Mu Dao's instructions when he came to Zhao Zuochen, he asked what time it was, and he didn't even take the jade crown. , Cross Ba, go all the way to the city gate.

After getting off the chariot, Xie Wuling hesitated, in the end he didn't go out of the city gate, he just pointed at him and gave him something.And he was only on the tower.

He stood on the city tower facing the wind, looking over the city wall at the group of people outside the city gate. There was no grandeur, only close friends and relatives seeing him off.

Beside Zhao Zuo was a woman leading two men in brocade clothes, and several dudes of kings and grandsons were on the way.

Xie Wuling's gaze wandered among those few people, and fell on the woman, the woman was dressed in beautiful clothes but she didn't feel luxurious, only felt simple, presumably it should be that "Liang Zhuo".

There was a brocade man standing beside Liang Zhuo with his hands behind his back. Seeing that he looked like a young adult, he was probably envious of him, and Liang Zhuo was also holding a brocade man by his side. The young man seemed to rely on her very much and was very close to her.If he hadn't seen his phoenix head and dragon posture in Luzuo, Xie Wuling would not have recognized him.

After some farewell words, Zhao Zuo got on his horse, and several other accompanying officials saw this, and they also talked long and short with their family members.

After the farewell, it was time to leave, Zhao Zuo turned his head subconsciously, wanting to wait for someone, but that person was late, and the only one who came was Jiumu from Juheng Garden.

At Xie Wuling's favor, he handed the short dagger to Zhao Zuo.

Xie Wuling stood on the top of the city tower and looked at him as he presented the short dagger, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.This silver dagger is the one discarded by the Duke of Yong in the mansion of the Duke of Yong, and it is also the thing that he followed Xie Wuling to take the Northwest in the early years, helping him to avert danger.

Xie Wuling's gaze shifted to Zhao Zuo, Zhao Zuo heard that Xie Wuling was on the tower, so he also shifted his gaze.

Zhao Zuo couldn't see Xie Wuling's expression clearly, but Zhao Zuo was very familiar with the cyan robe flapping in the wind.

Zhao Zuo nodded to the people on the tower, then took the reins, shook the reins and beat the horse.

Xie Wuling watched the figure gradually drift away, and the things in front of him became blurry for a moment.

"Why doesn't Mr. Xiao go down to the city tower to see him off?"

The voice of a person came suddenly, calling back the soul of Xie Wuling who had left with Zhao Zuo.

"I didn't see you among the people outside the city gate just now, why are you here?" Xie Wuling asked instead of answering.

The visitor heard the words and muttered: "My eldest brother will definitely not want to see me, I'm going, I'm afraid that I will worry my eldest brother."

"If I were the eldest son of the Shen family, I would know that today you have become self-aware, and you will never see you," Xie Wuling teased, "Are you right, Shen Sanlang?"

Hearing the words, Shen Changxie cast a sidelong glance at Xie Wuling, and retaliated angrily, "You said what would Zhao Congshan do if he knew about your old virtues in Yangzhou?"

"I don't know what kind of virtue I have in Yangzhou. In fact, Shen Sanlang's reputation in Fufeng is the reason why Pingzhi wants to ask Sanlang for advice."

"Go, go, go," Shen Changxie knew that he might not be able to argue with the person in front of him, so he raised his hand to stop Xie Wuling from bowing.Seeing that the group of people were no longer on the official road, he turned around and wanted to go down the tower. Before leaving, he still struggled and said: "I just couldn't get down, I'm afraid I won't let it go."

Xie Wuling withdrew his gaze from a distance, and generously admitted.

"It's reluctant."

The author has something to say: "Why do you want to make steel a hundred times, and turn it into soft fingers." (Liu Kun's "Gift to Lu Chen")