See Jiangshan

Cheng Qianren looked again, the autumn rain was as usual, the little donkey was following the black carriage unhurriedly, the boy lowered his head.

Maybe he just glanced casually just now, and the chill was just his own illusion.

Gu Er: "The convoy is over, there are a few who didn't show up, I'll tell you next time."

The music was gone, the roadside guards withdrew their troops, and the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.Cheng Qianren took one last look at the black carriage: "Go back."

The wheels are rolling, passing through the rain curtain, and driving quietly in the canopy-like convoy, unremarkable.

The interior of the carriage was equally quiet, the seemingly thin walls of the carriage actually isolated the sound of heavy rain and cheers from the sky.Incense was lit on the jade table, and the blue-gray smoke curled up and enveloped the room.

The battle of Beilan College into the city is full of scenery, but the journey is really hard.From the north to the south, eight thousand miles of travel and dust, the boat and the car are exhausted, not to mention traveling with the golden phoenix car, fearing that the arrangement will not be well planned and the nobleman will be bumped into, and one must always be on guard against assassins.Many students couldn't bear the boring journey and felt bored, only the few people in the black carriage seemed to be traveling in autumn, comfortable and comfortable.

Because this car was made by Qiu Bei.

It's big enough, sturdy enough and comfortable enough to carry everything you need for travel.At the beginning of the design, there was even a resting space allocated to Yuan Shangqiu's mount.But Fu Keji was so clean that he didn't want to let the donkey get into the cart, and because of this, he had a fight with Yuan Shangqiu, so Qiu Bei had no choice but to give up.

Now there are three people in the car, one is leaning on the cushion to read, and the other is carving wood at the desk.Another was wiping his sword.

They each occupy a wall, each has a table, and focus on different things, but they do not interfere with each other, and they are strangely harmonious.

Fu Keji was in the car, confirming that Gu Xuejiang's guess was wrong - after all, he had been away for too long, the capital had changed, and so had the old friend.

What remains unchanged is that Fu Keji still wipes his sword twice a day, and he is very serious every time.Sitting upright, like a pine and cypress on a lonely mountain, his expression is solemn, as if nothing in the world can affect him except a piece of silk cloth and a long sword in his hand.

Suddenly he stopped and knocked on the side wall of the carriage.

Yuan Shangqiu's lazy voice came from outside: "Huh?"

"To the southeast, high up, two streets away, someone is carrying the sword of Jiange."

Yuan Shangqiu just wanted to say "it's none of my business", but he remembered that in addition to the 'self-restraining sword', the other party also had a 'mountain and river collapse' on his body, which was the mountain-suppressing magic soldier of Jiange Yanshan.The sword that can echo with it from afar must be absolutely extraordinary.The person with the sword is probably not ordinary.

After a while, Fu Keji heard his answer: "There are four people on the roof in the southeast, and only one is holding a sword. He is wearing a Nanyuan court uniform, combing a bun, and not wearing a crown... I can't perceive it with my cultivation, and the distance is too far away. "

Among the four of them, the one holding the umbrella looked a little familiar, like the grandson of Xuejiang Huajian, but he didn't say this.

Things seem to be in trouble.Yuan Xiasuo covered his eyes and raised his eyes.Qiu Bei also put down the carving knife and wood: "Do you need me to take a look?"

Fu Keji: "No need."

Divine soldiers are psychic, and when they see a class, they sing.The only way to make 'Mountains and Rivers Collapse and Destroy' is to fight for the front is 'Gods and ghosts to prevent change'.Since Ningfu also killed his teacher and rebelled against the mountain, Danshan has no owner, and the whereabouts of 'Shengui Piyi' have been unknown for 16 years.until today.

He pressed down on the slightly trembling sword body, as if to appease an old friend, then put the sword back into its sheath, closed his eyes and meditated.

Since the other party is a student of Nanyuan, they will meet each other eventually.

This trip is true.

***

In the evening, the drizzle has just stopped, and the clouds are clearing and the sun is clearing.

The continuous pavilions, trees, flowers and plants have been washed by the rain, and the dust is gone, and they are plated with a light red gold by the setting sun, giving them infinite brilliance.

Nanyuan Library, as the tallest building in the south, reaches into the sky like a sharp sword, as if connecting the rosy light in the sky and the evening sunshine in the world.

The stagnant water slides down from the cornices like transparent beads.The young scholar stood by the window and counted the beads, and took a look at the busy people outside the Qinxue Hall, organizing the welcome dinner.Also look at the busy streets in the city and the smoke from cooking houses blowing in the wind.

Someone came over, followed the scholar's gaze and looked out the window: "The rain has stopped."

An autumn rain knocked off the flowers and leaves of the branches, and the residual red piled up all over the ground and mixed into the soil.But there is a place where new stamens spit out. From the upstairs terrace to the downstairs garden, there are thousands of flowers and petals, all of which are blazing and bright.

There is Jian'an Building.After two months of renovation, it finally saw the light of day again.

Hu Yizhi sighed, and replied: "Yes, the heavens are beautiful, and there is a phoenix coming."

Court verdict: "You should look in the mirror."

Hu Yizhi raised his eyebrows.

The court judged: "Every time you lose your monthly salary, you still say 'so what if you lose the bet, I'm very happy', that's what it looks like now."

The Beilan team was admitted to the hospital to rest during the day, and Nanyuan arranged two banquets at night.A meeting was held on the large square outside the Hall of Diligence, hosted by the brothers who are about to graduate, and some students with prominent family backgrounds or excellent grades accompanied them to entertain the guests.Everyone beat drums and passed flowers to play wine orders, impromptu performances, and those who have no seats can also watch from the sidelines.

During the fight between the two colleges, the schoolwork was easy, and the students were in high spirits tonight, and they were all waiting to go there to join in the fun.

The other scene was on the painting boat in Taiye Pool, and the atmosphere was far from the former one.The vice president and the judge were the hosts, and the governor of Changzhou Prefecture and the garrison officers were present to welcome the nobles from the imperial capital.The Southern Army has sent a light cavalry unit to the academy to assist with security and order.Before the end of the painting boat banquet tonight, all roads from Jian'an Building to Taiye Pool will be closed.

But none of this had anything to do with Cheng Qianren, he was picking a Chinese cabbage at the vegetable stall.

The restaurant is full recently, but there are three mouths waiting to be fed at home.They had an outstanding record in the preliminary competition. They received a banquet invitation a few days ago, and the senior brother in charge arranged four seats for them.

Gu Xuejiang was unwilling to go: "This kind of wine bureau can't get useful information, and it's a waste of time."

Xu Ran: "You are afraid of bumping into an 'old friend'. The one whose leg was broken by you and who can't remember the name."

Gu Er moved the rocking chair out, paralyzed in the yard to watch the sunset: "I'm doing this for their own good. Zhong Tianyu once said that there will be a polo match, and this will definitely be discussed at the banquet. I went to fear that they would feel uncomfortable. ...There are so many people talking, and the deer is not comfortable, so it is fine for us to eat at home. Isn't it a deer?"

Lin Duzhi nodded "hmm", and then realized: "It's not a deer, it's Du!"

Cheng Qianren: "Didn't we eat at noon..."

The three looked at him in unison, with "How many dishes", "Is there any meat" and "Give me some grass" written on their faces.

Cheng Qianren said nothing, and went out with his sword in his arms.

It's just the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, and it's cool after the rain.

The glow of the sky was reflected in the puddles of the stone street, and it was hurriedly trampled by the running children. The vendors pushed the carts and hawked, with slow and long voices.

There are no serious restaurants in West Market, but a row of food stalls and small restaurants. The streets are filled with the smell of oily smoke and the smell of wine and vegetables.

A little girl was sitting at a roadside stall eating baked buns.She was wearing a finely embroidered lotus root pink skirt, and she looked elegant and delicate, and she had two maids by her side.A group of hooligans at the table on the left were punching, drinking, and swearing. On the right came a group of shirtless men, a team of masons and carpenters who had just left work.

Smokey, three teachings and nine streams.She didn't fit in with the surroundings, but she didn't feel awkward, and greeted skillfully: "Boss, bake another bun. Brush more oil and put more spicy noodles."

The two maids hesitated to speak.

After the little girl finished eating, she took out the embroidered handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth contentedly.Go shopping with the maid.

She saw that everything was fresh, she didn't buy pearls and hairpins, but only bought paper pinwheels, candy figurines and straw flower baskets, and she giggled happily.Several stall owners were talking behind their backs, such a beautiful girl must not be out of her mind.

They speak in such a low voice that it is absolutely undetectable to ordinary people.But she could hear, clearly.But still very happy, could not stop laughing.

The smell of fat, oil, smoke and sweat, the sound of hawking and bargaining, the sound of laughter and cursing, the yellow steamed buns, and the warm lanterns.

In the world of fireworks, everything is so beautiful, and everything is extremely warm.

Those who eat, drive cars, ride horses, carry children, sell vegetables and buy vegetables, she looked at them curiously and seriously, and suddenly she saw something, and she was in a daze for a moment: "Fifth Brother?"

The servant girl thought she heard it wrong: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

The little girl suddenly lifted her dress and ran wildly: "Fifth brother, wait for me!"

She exploded at an extremely fast speed, as agile as a swimming fish, chasing half a street in the blink of an eye.Looking around in a daze, I saw the crowd surging, but there were no familiar figures.

A calm voice sounded from behind: "Why is the girl chasing me?"

The boy was wearing the uniform of Nanyuan Academy, with a full vegetable basket in his left hand and an old sword in his right hand.His eyes are indifferent and his temperament is alienated.

The little girl looked at his face and was stunned for a moment: "I made a mistake, I'm sorry. You are a bit like my brother."

Cheng Qianren was also looking at the person in front of him, about thirteen or fourteen years old, well dressed, like a boudoir lady who sneaked out to play.Maybe it's because she's been protected too well, and there's still an unfading innocence between her brows and eyes.I couldn't help thinking, did I frighten her with a fierce expression?People just recognize the wrong person.

So he lowered his voice slightly: "Let's go back earlier, it's getting late, and the West Market is full of fish and dragons. It's not safe."

The little girl had recovered, and smiled lightly: "Thank you." But she didn't leave, she still looked up at him with burning eyes.

Cheng Qianren is a person who has raised children, and he is always more patient and kind to children: "Do you need my help?"

The little girl smiled and said, "No need."

Just in time, two women dressed as maids rushed over and stood in front of their young lady, staring at him with extreme vigilance.

Cheng Qianren nodded slightly, turned and left.

It wasn't until I turned into my own alley that I suddenly felt something was wrong.He recalled carefully and made sure that he hadn't sensed the aura fluctuation just now.Then circulate the true essence in the body for a big cycle, and there is no abnormality.

I couldn't help laughing at myself: "Is it nerve-wracking to be called 'Brother'? It's really useless."

The last ray of sunlight disappeared into the sky, and the curtain of night was lifted.The autumn moon is bright, and the galaxy is just emerging, shining on the brightly lit world.

The little girl was still shopping, but she seemed preoccupied and lacked interest.The two maids around are helping each other, and you are trying to persuade her to go back.

"Your Highness."

A voice sounded, like spring wind and rain blowing past my ears.At the end of the long street, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back, and the moonlight stretched his shadow obliquely.

With a serious look on her face, she stopped in her tracks.The person had already walked towards her, and the moment he moved, the noisy voices subsided suddenly, and the flowing air stagnated for a moment.

She saw an invisible barrier rising from the ground, separating unsuspecting passers-by.

At the same time, on the street between them, every piece of old green brick and every weak weed among the green bricks exudes a hidden and mysterious aura!

"The machine god touches things and responds to things", such a powerful supernatural power.

The little girl took two steps forward, waved her hand slightly, and signaled the servant girl in front of her to step back.

The action is very simple.The momentum around her suddenly changed, the lotus root powder embroidered skirt was windless and fluttered.

The lantern was shaking under the eaves, half of her face was illuminated by the golden light, and her innocence was gone: "So it's Mr. Hu, I'm sorry."

They don't need to salute each other, and there are very few people in this world who need them to salute.

"Your Highness has a body of gold, so you shouldn't put yourself in danger."

"Sir, sir, isn't Nanyang City very safe?"

The orchid-like fingers stretched out, and the fingertips landed in the void, and suddenly a silk thread appeared, shining brightly!

The brilliance is fleeting and disappears again.These are the aura lines of the Nanyang City Defense Formation. They are overwhelming, criss-crossing, and weaving into a large net, covering the entire city.Millions of people in the city live under its protection year after year.

"Dangers are everywhere." The vice-principal was still smiling, as if he was always gentle no matter what time it was: "The consonant flower in Jian'an Building is blooming, His Highness will definitely like it. I will take you back."